A burly man with thick limbs and tiger skin walked out. The voice just now was from him.
He looked at He Chuan from head to toe with disdain.
"Heavenly Turtle Dragon General." The featherman introduced.
He Chuan nodded at the other party, but the other party did not respond.
"He looks ordinary." A flood dragon with horns on its head flew over.
"Rhinoceros Commandant, Xi Xiang." The featherman introduced.
As the Crown Prince of Imperial Dragon Mountain, these people were his subordinates. Their cultivation levels were extraordinary and their bloodlines were powerful.
He Chuan didn't say anything. The dragons snorted. If they couldn't stand anything, they'd fight, even if they lost, it was more worthy of respect than being a coward.
But he didn't care. Instead, he looked at the flood dragon mutants.
He had never even heard of the species.